Gridcosm

Artist matrix

Grid poem

The Lord of the Sun scratched himself thoughtfully and movedto his blessed, comforting post Taco Bell relief pitchyes, Oh God yes, it was!!!That evening while horned and pricked it was soonrumpling the wamsuttas while the nightmare creatures roam, falling only a few memes behind, inscribed with unfathomably silly displays of angst,and dangling their participles like a tongue in front of glue,yes it was pestimism that got to Gregor.

Getting around

To navigate,
click the outer edges of the grid to
zoom-out
(up one level). Click the center of the grid to
zoom-in
(down one level).